a story about tonight
as i walked to my car downtown, i screamed “fuck off” at at least five men for making lewd remarks or saying hi or something. i screamed for a minute at the last man, “IF ONE MORE MAN ON THIS GOD DAMN STREET STOPS ME AND SAYS SOMETHING…”
however i also asked a boy for his phone number at a bar and he willingly gave it to me. because i would have walked away at the first sign of him not being interested and i wasn’t god damn skeevy about it.
my sista
